Trail Hand

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Dedicated to the memory of Bertram A. Stone. A kind gentleman and loving father, he taught by honorable example. Respect the rights of others, but defend against those who would deny yours.

HANGING ON

Suddenly, as I swung my body over to grab for another handhold, the wall around me collapsed. Once committed there was no way back. Rock and gravel peeled away and in one terrible, gut-wrenching instant I found myself dangling in midair, facing out away from the wall. I was suspended totally by my right arm, my hand wedged into a small crack in the rock face.

I tried to dig in, flailing back with my heels, but the hard rock had given way to a sandy, loose gravel that wouldn’t allow me to gain a decent purchase. Desperately I threw my weight across my shoulder and succeeded in rolling over to a toe-in position, face flat against the wall. My grip was firm enough, but I knew it wouldn’t last forever….

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